When the whirlwind around him had dissipated, Lao Zha's place of fall, he saw a person, panting, covered with dust, and there were many traces of a fight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the Elemental Lord after eating his own moves.

Thinking of how powerful and indestructible the previous lord was, but when he saw his appearance, it was hard to think that such an embarrassed person at this time could raze the Blood Clan and the Third District to the bottom, and it could be solved with one move!

And all this seems to Jason's eyes, but it is just a one-punch relationship.

Yes, the black ball that Lao Zha released just now is just something that can be solved with one punch.

After eating the closed-door soup, the mood must be self-evident. Because, now he looks so embarrassed, and more importantly, he has eaten his own moves

recalled that he was a powerful figure more than 20,000 years ago, but more than 20,000 years later, he was beaten into this appearance by a mere human being.

If you want to say that you have regressed, maybe it is true.

But if Lao Zha believes that there are people on the earth who are more powerful than himself, and he is still a human being, this makes Lao Zha feel that it is difficult for him to choose to believe.

That's it!

For this reason, he looked up, his crimson pupils reflecting an unwilling look, full of hatred for Jason.

Damn, if he can have room to improve his strength, if he can extract his soul from Jason's body, then he is a corpse, and without even his hand, Jason will immediately become a corpse.

Then, Jason slowly landed in front of Lao Zha, he looked at Lao Zha, who had just eaten his move, and was embarrassed, so he said with a smile.

"I said you, pay attention to your own image, look at you, covered in dust, as if some bear child had just crawled out of the mire, if other people saw it, what would they say about you as a person?"

For Jason to describe himself as a bear child, this is difficult for Lao Zha to accept. Coupled with his stimulation of himself before, this made Lao Zha even more annoyed and ashamed.

He yelled with open hands, and then immediately threw his fist at Jason.

Jason muttered before greeting himself with his moves.

"I'm sorry, your embarrassed appearance has long been seen by many people. ”

In the face of the menacing Lao Zha's fist, Jason just gently turned sideways, and then used an over-the-shoulder throw against the old Zha, just in the blink of an eye, Jason not only dodged his moves, but also gave the old Zha a counterattack.

After Lao Zha's body rubbed against the ground with inertia, a gorgeous action of getting up could barely hide his embarrassed appearance.

However, his face was slightly angry, which had long proved that Jason's actions had caused a lot of waves in him, and most of them were humiliating.

Looking at Lao Zha, Jason said lightly.

"I see you've been disrupted by me now, admit it, your strength is getting weaker and weaker. Even if you rely on the Blackwater Pool, that doesn't change the fact that you can't beat me. ”

"Damn!!" After listening to Jason's words, Lao Zha clenched his fists because he was unwilling in his heart, and then angrily used a series of magic ball attacks at Jason.

Jason didn't care about this kind of serial attack at all, and continued to stay where he was like a scarecrow, letting Lao Zha's magic ball hit him.

As more and more magic balls hit Jason, the smoke and vibrations generated also increased.

All the grievances in his heart were released through his own moves, and when he reached a certain level, Lao Zha put down his hands breathlessly and looked intently ahead.

Presumably, what he didn't realize in his heart at this time was that he had a certain fluke mentality in his heart, mainly aimed at Jason. He hoped that Jason would be able to bring him some harm through this little trick.

However, as the breeze rose, the dust and smoke that covered Jason slowly dissipated, and everyone could see that there was a person standing among the smoke and dust.

And this person, needless to say, is Jason himself.

Seeing that Jason could still come out calmly and calmly, without any problems, while he was like a madman, he kept roaring wildly, which made Lao Zha's heart quite unbearable.

Jason stood still, crossed his waist with one hand, and looked at Lao Zha in the distance.

"I don't think you're necessarily my match now. Why don't you leave it at that, I'll give you a chance to enter the Black Pool, and when you come out again, I'll continue to duel with you!"

This sentence reached Lao Zha's ears, and no matter how it sounded, it sounded like Jason took pity on Lao Zha, and then gave him a way out.

Do you seem to be the one who needs a chance, do you look like the kind of person that others will pity, or is the majesty of being a strong man so insignificant in Jason's eyes at the moment?

I don't know why, anyway, in Lao Zha's eyes, these look so mocking.

Jason knew that Lao Zha's state had been slowly attacked by himself, and his killing of him in this situation was nothing more than taking advantage of the danger of others.

This is somewhat inconsistent with his style of doing things.

Then, he said that he wanted to give him a chance to be reborn, so this must be done.

But what should I do during this time? Do I calm down and smoke a cigarette and wait for Lao Zha to be reborn, or should I divert my attention?

Transferred to those in the air?

It's a good choice.

After deciding on this choice, Jason looked up at the sky, at the group of depraved people who were silently treating themselves as transparent people, all of whom regarded themselves as outsiders, and at this moment, they had been targeted and became the protagonists.

Jason looked at the pile of depraved blood, and he couldn't help but spit out a sentence helplessly.

"I feel so helpless to get rid of so many flies~"

After that, Jason disappeared like air.

At that time, Lao Zha also thought that Jason was going to target himself, so he took precautions.

It wasn't until a burst of shouts rang in his ears that he looked up.

Jason is like a rocket, shuttling through the blood of depravity. Everywhere they went, there was no flame. The drops of flame stuck to the Fallen, causing them to raise their heads and scream.

To the Fallen, Jason's existence at this time was like that of death. All those who came into contact with him, or who came into contact with him, left behind a flame. And what awaits them next is naturally the flames that will consume them and turn them into ashes.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of his subordinates had been sacrificed in the palm of Jason's hand, which made Lao Zha feel painful.